she sees me in the darkness
when i prepare to kill
she knows my true identity
when i clamber up the hill
she makes me feel uncertain
when i sneak into the house
she fills me up with pure regret
when i stay quiet as a mouse
she keeps me being wary
when i tiptoe up the stairs
she fucking terrifies my life
when i see those curly hairs
she knows she cannot stop me
when i stab my victim dead
she might have even cried inside
when she sees the sheets stain red
she was my inspiration
the reason why i harm
had she never toyed with me
we might be living arm in arm.
it's funny that she looks at me
six feet below the earth.
maybe if she did back then
this life would have been of worth.
she was my loved first victim
threw me onto this track.
love them til your heart cannot
then stab them in the back.
A/N: My friend, Uniquely_Insane gave me the prompt of "something to do with the eyes", so I decided to mess around with the theme and give it a more...paranormal feel? So, yeah. Haha.
Hoped you enjoyed this. :)